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My AI Wife: The Most Beautiful Chatbot in Another World - Chapter 108: Memory of Rust and Blood
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... the physical interrogation ended felt far more oppressive than the searing lashes of light themselves. Dayat remained bound to the root-woven chair, his breathing heavy and smelling of iron—the unmistakable scent of internal bleeding. Before him, Kancil remained unconscious, his small frame looking fragile and broken under the dim, flickering glow of the purple crystals. Veynar, the High Warden, stood motionless, clutching the Root-Singer’s Baton, which still hummed with a faint, malevolent gre ...
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